I am not a shop til you drop kinda gal. Instead of hitting the stores today, I—along with Mr. Scribe and the two Scribe daughters—did yard work. My back is aching, my allergies are kicking and six yard bags are filled with leaves, twigs, and various other organic matter. I am envious of my next door neighbor who has hired a professional lighting company to deck her house in the most spectacular yet tasteful holiday display. Maybe tomorrow I will dig out our measly three boxes of decorations out of storage and begin our own decorating. I am especially excited to look at all of my thank you letters given to me by the third graders last year following my Kwanzaa presentations at school.
Whatever the case, I guess The Holiday Season has begun. As a preview, I’d like to offer the following Old School holiday songs. Enjoy!
“What Christmas Means to Me” by Stevie Wonder
“Baby It’s Cold Outside” by Jimmy Smith and Wes Montgomery
“Christmas Time is Here” (from Charlie Brown Christmas) by the Vince Guaraldi Trio
“What Are You Doing New Year’s Eve” by Ella Fitzgerald
“Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!” by Johnny Mathis
Freshman year of high school was funky. 1978-1979. The end of a decade. As I have said before, I was in a new school. One With Black People! I could spread my wings and be a New Me! I had become friends with girls with older sibs with cars. I went to Clubhouse Parties every week—so long as I could cough up 3 or 4 dollars for gas (…nobody rides for free).
Some songs from the soundtrack of that first year of the rest of my life I have already posted in other OSFs. Songs from Heatwave, from EWF, from Taste of Honey. And of course, from Prince. Other contributors to my freshman year include the Bar-Kays, the Bee Gees (yes, they could be funky), Chic, Donna Summer, and Rick James.
But I think there may be one song I have yet to throw OSF’s way. This song is from what is probably one of the top 5 albums of all time by any artist of any genre. The song is not something I necessarily danced to, and perhaps I should not even classify it as “funky” in the move your booty kind of sense funky. But it was funky in a deeper sense of moving my mind, my spirit, my imagination. I would listen to this song over and over on my earphones. I memorized every line, and sang them as liturgy instead of lyrics.
The song is “As” by Stevie Wonder, from Songs in the Key of Life. One of the greatest songs of alllll tiiime. You can bet your life times that—and twice its double.